Jarred


This is another poem I found while cleaning out my file cabinet. I also found two about my middle child Jimmy, that I will post too. In the following picture Jarred is on the left and Jimmy is on the right. This is their picture with santa in 1992.

My two baby boys back in 1992

Jarred

Jarred is very shy…

I do not know why…

He likes to play…

Laugh all day…

Roll and tumble…

Make a mess…

He likes to hug and kiss…

I trully miss him when he’s gone…

He likes to sing a mumbled song…

He’s full of sunshine…

Day or night…

He is such a sight…

He makes everything alright…

When he is near…

He rarely sheds a tear…

He has so many fears…

He’s a little dear…

He is very sweet…

And very neat…

When he’s around my life is complete…

Jarred…

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MY BABY BOY NAMED JARRED


This is a poem I wrote for my youngest son Jarred when he was two years old he is 21 years old now. I just recently found this poem when cleaning out my file cabinet. I hope everyone likes it.

My Baby Boy Named Jarred

You are so cute…

Your eyes are green…

Everything you do is so new to you…

You are sweet…

Even when you squeak…

You are fun to tickle…

And to hold…

I’m sold on you…

I love you too…

When I’m blue you cheer me up…

Your so rough and tough…

For such a little stuff…

10 little toes and fingers too…

Lots of curls in your reddish hair…

Lots of love to spare…

A little monster…

With a mischievous grin…

My heart swims…

Teeth that bite…

Fingers that pinch…

Feet that kick when I change you…

A plump little belly…

A smile that lasts…

Full of fun likes to run…

My Baby Boy Named Jarred…